A gentle evening breeze blows in your face.

In the slum near the port in Arendelle, a group of half-grown children are gathering. There was the sound of sailors' horns on the beach, but the children didn't care at all, they gathered in a circle and watched intently ahead, and from time to time someone stood on the other side and followed the imitation, posing a bit like a sword [horizontal slash] posture.

They're stealing combat techniques.

For these children at the bottom of the ladder, they don't have many ideals, and parents encourage them to come over in the hope that they can steal something and then not be bullied when they work on the docks in the future.

It's always good to know how to do both.

On the other side of the slum is a cheap hotel, on the side is a mule and horse shed, the air is a little muddy, and the road outside is not a muddy road because of the prosperity of Arendelle, but it is inevitable that it will be waterlogged when it rains. This is the poorest area of Arendelle, but the people who live here are not yellow-skinned, at best they are dressed in shabby clothes.

The paladins temporarily resided here.

As representatives of the orderly and good camp, many of them reject pleasure and firmly believe in their own dogma.

As a result, the paladins rejected the accommodation arranged by Arendelle's court in favor of cheap hotels, as they were not a wealthy group of people despite their great power.

A young paladin is teaching a half-year-old child.

There were other paladins watching, his name didn't matter anymore, his faith had been honed too much since he left the City of Fortune.

Today, he is a user of the Holy Avengers.

The paladins call him the 'Just Hand', and while he hasn't fully entered the realm of legends to earn his own title, he's now very close.

In a very short period of time, he relied on faith and will to surpass many of his companions.

The warden also lived in the little dilapidated inn, facing the innkeeper's look of genuine fear. He always had as little smile on his majestic face as he could.

Commiseration.

Tolerance.

Integrity.

The Paladin's attitude towards the aristocracy and towards the commoners were completely different, and this attitude was exactly the opposite of the others, and the common people treated the nobles with flattery and contempt for the lower classes. However, the paladins were completely reversed, treating nobles most of the time without pretense, but treating the lower classes of commoners with kindness and peace. Because in the view of the holy knights, most of the aristocracy were orderly and evil people, and their rule often led to the difficult life of ordinary people.

"Alright."

"Let them contact for themselves. Wait and go with me to Arendelle's palace, we must see the eldest princess again. ”

The warden nodded slightly at the young paladin, who had witnessed the young man's growth. and watched him find his way. The young paladin did not fall into a paranoid fanaticism, and he had his own understanding of justice in his heart, so he finally chose [justice] because he believed that [justice] could make the world a better place.

Training stopped.

The young paladin reached out and touched his apprentice's head, smiled and commanded, then turned and entered the inn.

When he was trained as a paladin, he was also such an old child.

Now that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, he has touched the door of the legend, although he has made a vow not to marry a wife and have children. However, when he treated this disciple, he inevitably felt a hint of a father in his heart.

He's still young.

However, his experience has made his face full of vicissitudes, more of a precipitated perseverance, and he began to understand the older holy warriors back then.

A group of paladins walked towards the palace.

From time to time people saw them on the road, and ordinary people nodded slightly. The businessman's expression was a little surprised, and even the people who were wandering in the gray area saw them, at most they were a little worried and scared, and then hid.

This is not the city of wealth.

This is one of the best, richest, and most prosperous countries in the north of the continent, and here is Arendelle, ruled by the eldest princess.

Arendale also has its gray areas.

However, the civilians here do not choose to turn to the paladins. Because their lives are poor, but they have not yet reached the point where they cannot bear it.

More often than not, it's Allendale that they choose to rely on.

The reign of the eldest princess keeps Arendelle's laws clear. Laws naturally punish those who are too evil, and ordinary people hardly need the help of the paladins, and they know that this help is too costly.

A city.

One nation.

The easiest way to judge their level of civilization is to see if they can accommodate the presence of the Paladin.

The City of Fortune can't do it.

But Arendel did it, and another place that could do so was called Mordor City, where the inhabitants, although they watched them with indifference many times, still tolerated the presence of the Paladin.

Law.

The most similar thing about Mordo City and Arendale is that they both have strict laws.

The plebeians of Arendelle maintained a reverence for the paladins, and the nobles maintained courtesy towards the paladins, the former did not see them as a ray of hope, and the latter did not see them as a threat to themselves. Because under the rule of the eldest princess, the nobles strictly abide by their own rights and obligations, they don't think that the holy warriors need to judge themselves, they are just doing what the nobles should do, so they are not afraid of the holy warriors in their hearts, and naturally there is not so much hostility.

Outside the Royal Palace.

There is no doubt that the warden once again returned in vain.

The eldest princess has an absolutely exalted status in Arendelle, and she doesn't want to see these paladins, so she can't see her anyway.

The warden didn't want to give up so easily.

He knew that his request was a bit excessive, which might lead to a serious loss of the eldest princess's strength, but he also knew that the eldest princess was one of the few people in the material plane who could repair the Holy Avenger, so he would never give up easily.

Successive rejections.

To the displeasure of the other younger paladins, they thought that repairing the Holy Avenger was a righteous and sacred thing, and the eldest princess should definitely not refuse this kind of thing.

If it weren't for the prosperity and peace of Arendelle, they would all think that the eldest princess didn't understand what a just cause was!

Paladins can easily fall into paranoia.

Especially when justice fills their minds, fanaticism can make many things perceived as unjust by them.

The wardens need to guide them and show these young people in the right direction.

The eldest princess is willing to help them repair the Holy Avenger, this is love, and she is unwilling to help them repair the Holy Avenger, this is her duty.

You shouldn't kidnap others with morality, otherwise, you will also be kidnapped by morality.

Paladins need guidance.

They weren't the brainless Church of the Lord of Radiance, and the wardens had always scoffed at their way of educating them. Young paladins have always relied on their enthusiasm to join their ranks, but it is only after various setbacks that they can grow into true paladins. He has directed a 'just hand', and the warden hopes that more such young people will appear in the future.

Because he sensed the breath of impending turmoil.

Outside the Royal Palace.

A motorcade approached, and then a handsome man with blond hair appeared, he was the second prince of the Falcon Kingdom, and he wanted to run to the palace of Arendelle when he had nothing to do lately, so the warden had been wanting to visit the eldest princess and had seen him three times at the door. As in the past, the second prince of the Falcon Kingdom looked a little suspicious when he saw them, and then pretended to pass over to the side as if nothing happened. This guy didn't even dare to pass in front of the warden, and there was no doubt that he had a lot of confidence in his heart when facing the holy knight.

Once again, to no avail.

The warden couldn't help but feel a little tired, the eldest princess had almost nothing to ask for from the holy knight, and naturally the holy warrior couldn't provide anything in return.

Strength?

With the strength of the eldest princess, there are very few mortal things in the material plane that can defeat her!

Wealth?

Not to mention whether the holy warriors have money or not, there are really not many people who can be richer than the eldest princess in the entire material plane, and it is estimated that the ruler of Modo City can be compared.

There was nothing to offer to the eldest princess, and naturally the holy warrior could not ask for it.

……………… (To be continued......)